YA Paranormal Romance
Date Published: 2012
Date Published: 2012
Lunangelique:
For Alexis and Alex life has been great. They have loving parents, great friends and live a life every teenager dreams. However, they are adopted and Alexis struggles with wanting to know who their real parents are and not wanting to hurt her adopted parents. Then, a stunning guy moves across the street from them. One who has a secret past and seems to know things about Alexis. One who does mysterious things and leads her to other mysterious persons. One who pushes her to discover her extraordinary birth family and the truth between mythology and religion.
Sleeping Gods:
Alexis must pick up the broken pieces of her heart and pull herself together because she has a mission: To awaken the sleeping gods. When she is at the point of giving up, wearing her pretend smiles and feels like there is nothing left of herself, her friend becomes her savior. Patryck helps put Alexis back together again and in return Alexis sees him as something more than a friend…
Together with her brother, Alex, her father, Edmund, and a team of angels they make their way to Mount Latmos, to awaken the gods. But obstacles are in their way, one of them being Cole, the traitor, the one who shattered Alexis’ heart.
New friends and family she never thought she would meet will come to aid Alexis.
…And a love will blossom that will redefine the saying, “Love you forever.”
Awakened Gods:
Lexi has fulfilled her destiny and now the gods have awakened, but is that a good thing?
Now, Lexi lives in a world that is on a global collapse. The gods are angry that they have been forsaken and are seeking revenge on humanity. The oceans are in turmoil, tornadoes, earthquakes, hurricanes, volcano eruptions and famine are causing global chaos, and the sun is being held hostage in an astrological phenomenal, never-ending solar eclipse by the avenging Helios.
Then, there is the problem of Zeus’ threat. Lexi must choose between giving herself to him or watching the “abominable” angels die by his hand. Not to mention, Hera, Zeus’ wife, is proposing her own jealous-driven proposition to Lexi: stay away from her husband or the angels and everyone dear to her will die. Lexi sees no way out of either predicaments and it puts a strain on her relationship with Cole. Will she lose him either way?
For Alexis and Alex life has been great. They have loving parents, great friends and live a life every teenager dreams. However, they are adopted and Alexis struggles with wanting to know who their real parents are and not wanting to hurt her adopted parents. Then, a stunning guy moves across the street from them. One who has a secret past and seems to know things about Alexis. One who does mysterious things and leads her to other mysterious persons. One who pushes her to discover her extraordinary birth family and the truth between mythology and religion.
Sleeping Gods:
Alexis must pick up the broken pieces of her heart and pull herself together because she has a mission: To awaken the sleeping gods. When she is at the point of giving up, wearing her pretend smiles and feels like there is nothing left of herself, her friend becomes her savior. Patryck helps put Alexis back together again and in return Alexis sees him as something more than a friend…
Together with her brother, Alex, her father, Edmund, and a team of angels they make their way to Mount Latmos, to awaken the gods. But obstacles are in their way, one of them being Cole, the traitor, the one who shattered Alexis’ heart.
New friends and family she never thought she would meet will come to aid Alexis.
…And a love will blossom that will redefine the saying, “Love you forever.”
Awakened Gods:
Lexi has fulfilled her destiny and now the gods have awakened, but is that a good thing?
Now, Lexi lives in a world that is on a global collapse. The gods are angry that they have been forsaken and are seeking revenge on humanity. The oceans are in turmoil, tornadoes, earthquakes, hurricanes, volcano eruptions and famine are causing global chaos, and the sun is being held hostage in an astrological phenomenal, never-ending solar eclipse by the avenging Helios.
Then, there is the problem of Zeus’ threat. Lexi must choose between giving herself to him or watching the “abominable” angels die by his hand. Not to mention, Hera, Zeus’ wife, is proposing her own jealous-driven proposition to Lexi: stay away from her husband or the angels and everyone dear to her will die. Lexi sees no way out of either predicaments and it puts a strain on her relationship with Cole. Will she lose him either way?
Excerpt from Lunangelique (First book in series)
He laughs at me like I have said the funniest joke in the world. I keep my face neutral, not wanting to show any emotions while he finally collects himself. "You are amusing. Aren't you afraid? Why do you not fear me? Do you know what I have done to Kakabel? What I intend to do to you?"
I shrug my shoulders, wanting to appear as calm as possible. "I won't be scared if I tell myself there is nothing to fear. You cannot hurt me because I will tell myself not to feel pain. I don't know what you did to my art professor so I won't know what you will do to me." I play him with words because I know he won't understand.
"Where are your wings?" he demands, angry now because I'm not giving anything away.
"What this?" I nod my chin to the necklace around my neck. He comes forward and yanks it off my neck. "Hey, I like that," I whine like a spoiled child.
"Malachi," he calls towards the other room. In a few seconds, Malachi is by his side. He takes Cole's wings that Cerviel hands him and studies it before laughing. "I thought you would like that." Malachi throws it on the floor and stomps on it. "Go back to Samson," Cerviel orders him. Malachi is gone in the blink of an eye, leaving me alone with Cerviel again.
"That's my necklace." I pout. "There's no reason to treat it that way."
"It will hurt your lover," he informs me with a malicious smile. "If you will not cooperate, then we will torture him."
"How?" I challenge him.
"His wings," he indicates to the necklace lying on the floor, "contains a link to him. They're still connected even though they're not attached. If you hurt one, then you hurt the other."
"You're insane." I act like his notions are ridiculous.
"Want to test it out?" he picks it up and places his hands on either end like he's about to twist it or break it in two.
"No!" I scream, terrified that what he says is true.
Games up. I lost this match. Sugar snaps!
"What are you?" he asks again patiently. He takes a chair and places it in front of me. Then, he sits down, folding his legs and hands as they rest on his leg. He's acting like this is a normal conversation over tea with a friend.
"Can I have some water, please?" I'm trying to buy some time to get away.
"After you answer my questions," he answers.
"Are you going to let me go after I do?"
"It depends on if I like your answers." He smiles sweetly at me. "What are you?"
"A girl who is starting to get pissed off that you keep asking me that, like I'm a freaking alien or something!" I scream it at him. I close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm down when I feel a slap across my face. My eyes dart open and I glare at him angrily. I taste blood on the side of my mouth. He stares at the wound and I see a light bulb go off in his eyes. He grins wickedly at me and then produces a switch blade from his pocket.
"Let's see how much of a pissed off girl you really can be," he mocks me and then plunges the knife into my hand, impaling it into the arm of the chair I was gripping. My eyes bulge open in shock and horror and I want to scream, but I tell my nerves not to feel anything and my hand goes dead of feeling. I'm so glad right now that I'm a freak.
He watches my expression change with amusement and then looks lethal again when I don't scream out. I drum the fingers of my other hand on the arm of the chair. Acting like I'm bored with this act.
"Where are your wings?" Cerviel demands of me.
"I don't have any wings you freakin' lunatic. I'm just a girl." I start laughing because my hand not responding to being impaled is a pretty sure sign that I am not human. I feel psychotic in the moment. I think shock is setting in and I cannot control it. I just continue to laugh at him.
His face breaks out in uncontrolled angry grimace and then he pulls the knife out of my hand and plunges it into my chest. I feel it tear through the arteries of my heart. I'm so shocked he did it that I stop breathing, which ends my laughter.
"Go and find her brother," I hear him bark at someone before I black out again.
I shrug my shoulders, wanting to appear as calm as possible. "I won't be scared if I tell myself there is nothing to fear. You cannot hurt me because I will tell myself not to feel pain. I don't know what you did to my art professor so I won't know what you will do to me." I play him with words because I know he won't understand.
"Where are your wings?" he demands, angry now because I'm not giving anything away.
"What this?" I nod my chin to the necklace around my neck. He comes forward and yanks it off my neck. "Hey, I like that," I whine like a spoiled child.
"Malachi," he calls towards the other room. In a few seconds, Malachi is by his side. He takes Cole's wings that Cerviel hands him and studies it before laughing. "I thought you would like that." Malachi throws it on the floor and stomps on it. "Go back to Samson," Cerviel orders him. Malachi is gone in the blink of an eye, leaving me alone with Cerviel again.
"That's my necklace." I pout. "There's no reason to treat it that way."
"It will hurt your lover," he informs me with a malicious smile. "If you will not cooperate, then we will torture him."
"How?" I challenge him.
"His wings," he indicates to the necklace lying on the floor, "contains a link to him. They're still connected even though they're not attached. If you hurt one, then you hurt the other."
"You're insane." I act like his notions are ridiculous.
"Want to test it out?" he picks it up and places his hands on either end like he's about to twist it or break it in two.
"No!" I scream, terrified that what he says is true.
Games up. I lost this match. Sugar snaps!
"What are you?" he asks again patiently. He takes a chair and places it in front of me. Then, he sits down, folding his legs and hands as they rest on his leg. He's acting like this is a normal conversation over tea with a friend.
"Can I have some water, please?" I'm trying to buy some time to get away.
"After you answer my questions," he answers.
"Are you going to let me go after I do?"
"It depends on if I like your answers." He smiles sweetly at me. "What are you?"
"A girl who is starting to get pissed off that you keep asking me that, like I'm a freaking alien or something!" I scream it at him. I close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm down when I feel a slap across my face. My eyes dart open and I glare at him angrily. I taste blood on the side of my mouth. He stares at the wound and I see a light bulb go off in his eyes. He grins wickedly at me and then produces a switch blade from his pocket.
"Let's see how much of a pissed off girl you really can be," he mocks me and then plunges the knife into my hand, impaling it into the arm of the chair I was gripping. My eyes bulge open in shock and horror and I want to scream, but I tell my nerves not to feel anything and my hand goes dead of feeling. I'm so glad right now that I'm a freak.
He watches my expression change with amusement and then looks lethal again when I don't scream out. I drum the fingers of my other hand on the arm of the chair. Acting like I'm bored with this act.
"Where are your wings?" Cerviel demands of me.
"I don't have any wings you freakin' lunatic. I'm just a girl." I start laughing because my hand not responding to being impaled is a pretty sure sign that I am not human. I feel psychotic in the moment. I think shock is setting in and I cannot control it. I just continue to laugh at him.
His face breaks out in uncontrolled angry grimace and then he pulls the knife out of my hand and plunges it into my chest. I feel it tear through the arteries of my heart. I'm so shocked he did it that I stop breathing, which ends my laughter.
"Go and find her brother," I hear him bark at someone before I black out again.
Excerpt from Sleeping Gods (Second book in Lunangelique Series)
"I'm going to be normal for once. Going to have a frickin' latte in frickin' Italy because that's what normal people do here." Normal. I've convinced myself that I am just a girl, on vacation, before college. There is me, my brother and my adopted parents. I need to call them by the way.
I walk up to the counter and order a drink. "Ciao. Vorreiun caffèlatte, per favore."
"Quattro euros," the cashier demands. I hand him the money and go to sit down by the window and watch the people walk by. When my drink is called I recieve it and then go back to people watching. I free my mind, only concentrating on the world passing by.
This feels good. This feels normal. I'm a girl, in Italy, enjoying a summer vacation. As was planned. A whole year has almost gone by since the craziness that is my life became my life. And to think, last summer I spent all my time trying to find out information on who my parents are and now this summer I know who they are and I'm still trying to find one of them.
Stop thinking about it!
I walk up to the counter and order a drink. "Ciao. Vorreiun caffèlatte, per favore."
"Quattro euros," the cashier demands. I hand him the money and go to sit down by the window and watch the people walk by. When my drink is called I recieve it and then go back to people watching. I free my mind, only concentrating on the world passing by.
This feels good. This feels normal. I'm a girl, in Italy, enjoying a summer vacation. As was planned. A whole year has almost gone by since the craziness that is my life became my life. And to think, last summer I spent all my time trying to find out information on who my parents are and now this summer I know who they are and I'm still trying to find one of them.
Stop thinking about it!
Author Interview
What inspired you to write Lunangelique?
I can't remember. I just remember sitting down at the computer one day and just typing. Nine days later, I had a finished book. I was obsessed!
When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?
I have no clue. I've always been a writer in one way or another, whether it was poetry when I was a kid to extra, extra long research papers in school (seriously, my professors' mouths dropped open). I just enjoy writing.
What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book?
I remember always being surrounded by my own personal library, full of Dr. Seuss and Little Golden books. I remember at nine years old putting away The Babysitters Club and Nancy Drew and picking up Anne Rice and V.C. Andrews.
What genre of books do you enjoy reading?
I read everything and go through phases. I went through a year of science books (not science-fiction) then a year of history and historical-fiction to a year of paranormal and this year was the year of contemporary.
What is your favorite book?
The Count of Monte Cristo.
You know I think we all have a favorite author. Who is your favorite author and why?
I need to break this down. My favorite historical-fiction writer is Steven Saylor. Favorite paranormal writer is Jennifer L. Armentrout. Favorite contemporary writer is…crap. That one's hard to figure out. I've discovered so many new authors recently and need to see what else they write before I decide that. For the sake of answering, I'll say S.C. Stephens.
If you could travel back in time, here on earth, to any place or time, where would you go and why?
I would travel to ancient Rome so I could meet Julius Caesar. He's my most favorite historical figure because he accomplished so much and lived such an exciting life.
When writing a book, do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?
It depends. When I'm into a story, I can't stop, but then, when I have to stop, it's sometimes hard to get back on track. Lunangelique was very easy to write, whereas a book I started three years ago still isn't finished.
Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or any pets?
Not yet. We are waiting for our new pup to be born though. We're finally getting a little Yorkshire terrier. I've been wanting one for like ten years now!
What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to eat?
Sandwiches. I hardly go a day without eating one. I love loading a couple pieces of sourdough bread with any lunch meat, lettuce, tomato, avocado, yellow pepper, mayonnaise and Italian dressing. Mmm…now I want one! Lol!
Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author?
Just start writing. There are so many stories that need to be told and everyone's experiences are so different as is the way they interrupt things.
I can't remember. I just remember sitting down at the computer one day and just typing. Nine days later, I had a finished book. I was obsessed!
When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?
I have no clue. I've always been a writer in one way or another, whether it was poetry when I was a kid to extra, extra long research papers in school (seriously, my professors' mouths dropped open). I just enjoy writing.
What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book?
I remember always being surrounded by my own personal library, full of Dr. Seuss and Little Golden books. I remember at nine years old putting away The Babysitters Club and Nancy Drew and picking up Anne Rice and V.C. Andrews.
What genre of books do you enjoy reading?
I read everything and go through phases. I went through a year of science books (not science-fiction) then a year of history and historical-fiction to a year of paranormal and this year was the year of contemporary.
What is your favorite book?
The Count of Monte Cristo.
You know I think we all have a favorite author. Who is your favorite author and why?
I need to break this down. My favorite historical-fiction writer is Steven Saylor. Favorite paranormal writer is Jennifer L. Armentrout. Favorite contemporary writer is…crap. That one's hard to figure out. I've discovered so many new authors recently and need to see what else they write before I decide that. For the sake of answering, I'll say S.C. Stephens.
If you could travel back in time, here on earth, to any place or time, where would you go and why?
I would travel to ancient Rome so I could meet Julius Caesar. He's my most favorite historical figure because he accomplished so much and lived such an exciting life.
When writing a book, do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?
It depends. When I'm into a story, I can't stop, but then, when I have to stop, it's sometimes hard to get back on track. Lunangelique was very easy to write, whereas a book I started three years ago still isn't finished.
Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? Or any pets?
Not yet. We are waiting for our new pup to be born though. We're finally getting a little Yorkshire terrier. I've been wanting one for like ten years now!
What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to eat?
Sandwiches. I hardly go a day without eating one. I love loading a couple pieces of sourdough bread with any lunch meat, lettuce, tomato, avocado, yellow pepper, mayonnaise and Italian dressing. Mmm…now I want one! Lol!
Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author?
Just start writing. There are so many stories that need to be told and everyone's experiences are so different as is the way they interrupt things.
Kristin R. Campbell
Kristin R. Campbell currently lives in Utah with her husband and two children. She is prior military and has pursued Religion, History and Legal Studies before finally settling with a Bachelor Degree in Criminal Justice. She is a self-proclaimed workaholic, who also loves hiking, traveling, spoiling her babies and, of course, reading and writing.
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I love the sound of Alexis' mission. Exciting.
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